Sunday, June 29, 2008

Lucky #12

June 29, 2008
(How is it I had more time to blog when I was teaching than I do now? Go figure...)

Funny this post should come after our "Happy Anniversary" post. Last week Scott when golfing with the men from church. I was fine with it because I had my last baby shower (sweet neighborhood friends!) and he was supposed to be home around the same time I was. He came home a little late (NOT surprising to anyone who knows him) only to say he had to go back because he had left a golf club on the course. OK-so he left at around 6:30 am-got home around 1:30ish, visited with me, my sister, and brother-in-law briefly then called Chad (our neighbor) to ride with him to look for his "club". It was 2:28. At 4:00 he was still not home. I started doing the "math" in my head. Maximum of 30 minutes to get there and 30 minutes to get home still leaves him 32 minutes to pick up his "club." I called...."Where are you????" I'll be leaving shortly. "What's taking you so long?" He told me he had to look for the "club"-it wasn't just lying around waiting on him. I was STEAMING!!! (You have to know we were waiting on him to go to the pool-and we had been waiting for quite awhile!) He finally gets home at 4:33. We head to the pool and our neighbors (Chad and Heather) met us there. I was in FULL pregnant vent mode asking Heather "aren't you mad? what took them so long? HOW in the world do you lose your golf club (for the 2nd time!) on the course? Don't you hit the ball and put it back in the bag for crying our loud?"....Heather is allowing me to "vent"-but she doesn't seem quite as irritated as I am. "Aren't you mad?" In her gentle voice-"Well, maybe a little". That's it-that's all she said. Weird, I thought. UNTIL the next day when the REAL story unfolded:
Yes, Heather was MAD and gave Chad an EARFUL when he came home (right before they came to the pool) until he finally told her what they were really looking for. "Oh," she said. Then Chad tells her she can't tell me until Scott tells me and he won't tell me today because he already knows how mad I am. So there she sits by me in the pool-knowing the REAL story, not able to tell me, and furious that she had been put in this position! She goes home that night and tells Chad to tell Scott to tell me (are you with me?) what really happened. Which led to the next day
when Scott says "I need to tell you something but you have to promise not to get mad." Are you kidding? Does he know me at all? I'm mad before he even begins because I know this must be a doozie. It wasn't the "club" he lost. On the 11th hole he realized he hadn't put sunscreen on. He didn't want to get sunscreen all over his watch, ring, etc. So he took them off and put them in a basket on the golf cart. (Imagine horror music in the background as you continue reading).
It was only when he was getting in the car to come home (remember my sister was here so he had to come home right away to help them load their sofa that had been in my basement) that he realized he had his watch and wallet, but NOT his ring. He walks in our house and didn't say a word. Then when they left, he said he had to go back to get his "club". He and Chad went back to the 11th hole and looked EVERYWHERE!!! Finally, Scott was ready to come home and let me know that he had lost his 2nd (that's right...2nd!) wedding ring when Chad said-wait a minute...Let me just ask these guys (on a golf cart -apparently with a #12 on it?) if I can look in their cart. After Scott couldn't talk him out of it-he walks very casually up to these strangers, explains the situation , and asks them if he can look in their cart. He picks up the little basket and lying right there on Lucky cart#12 is Scott's wedding ring! No Joke! Those men couldn't believe it...Scott couldn't believe it....Chad just kept saying "I told you 12 was my lucky number!"
So-all was well- the ring was found, I finally learned the truth, Chad was off the hook with Heather, and Scott and Chad were planning a trip to Vegas where they would put everything on lucky #12! (ha ha)
If you see Scott without his wedding ring, don't worry. It is safely tucked away in the drawer (where it stays!) except on Sundays....(there's no need to take your ring off at church right?)
Maybe we WILL have a "Happy 18th Anniversary"!!!!

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Catching Up!

Happy 17th Anniversary!!!!



May 29, 2008




Yes, I'm still alive and I'm finally back! It has been VERY busy since my last post. *Update: the "talk" has not happened yet...she seemed to have lost interest. I was all prayed up and ready to go, but didnt' have a peace about bringing it up. Since then she asked "Now why do we need that cord again?" Which was immediately followed by "Do you have any idea how I could make a hot air balloon for my pet shop pals?" So....NO, we haven't had the talk. I'm answering questions as they come..and will be ready when the time is right!




Here's my "May" in a nutshell:

*had a surprise class baby shower at school...Fun!

*had a teacher baby shower and a church baby shower in the same week (which means 2 cakes in the same week...yum...but way too many calories! And FYI...ALL my thank-you's were written within 1 day of the shower...YEA!)

*had awards day (My sweet Abby received the Esther Award for her class- what a humbling honor !)

*cleaned my classroom, packed all my stuff, and moved it home for storage because I don't know when I will return to teaching

*had my glucose sugar test (the dreaded orange drink) and passed!

*had my teeth cleaned (yuk! but went well)

*watched my niece (who was just Abby's age yesterday) graduate from high school

*headed to the beach with my sister and brother-in-law for a fun-filled memorial day


(which leads to the following:)


If you listen to Rick and Bubba, you may have heard of Paul Thorn (Mission Temple Fireworks Stand, Burn down the trailer park, etc.) I love Paul Thorn! He's one of those crazy, down to earth, funny entertainers. I mentioned to Scott that we should try to go see him live (we have NEVER been to a concert together-don't ask me why). He begins searching the web site and discovers that he's going to be at LuLu's on May 25 (our 17th Anniversary!!!!) Pack your bags was the only next logical step. I mean, Paul Thorn, Lulu's, our anniversary, and memorial day...it could not have been any clearer if an airplane had written in the sky!

I kept hoping that I would get a chance to meet him, tell him that I had driven 4 hours while 7 1/2 months pregnant, and maybe get a picture. We got there a little early (while he was casually doing a sound check). I just walked right up to the stage and said "Paul, I'm your biggest fan, drove 4 hours to get here, we are celebrating our anniversary, could I please get a picture with you....the following is the result of that conversation.............



No, this is "not my baby daddy"....but it is a hilarious memory for us! Scott laughed so hard, as did I....this is soooooo Paul Thorn!!!!




Friday, May 9, 2008

THE Question!!!!!!

May 8, 2008
I was "tucking Abby in" for bed (as usual) when she looked at me and said, "Mommy, I have a question....How do you know when it's time to have the baby?" Ummmm............
This led to some gentle answers, simple analogies, etc. which led to more questions:
*Where does the cord come from?
*How do you know when you are pregnant?
*How does the pregnancy test work?
*How does the baby grow?
*How does the baby come out?
Oh Lord, I am NOT ready for this! My sweet little girl (who STILL believes in the tooth fairy, Santa, and everything naive) is asking QUESTIONS! WHY is she asking questions??? Can't they just stay young and innocent forever? I was so caught off guard. She is not quite as mature as some other children her age (for which I am thankful!) She seemed satisfied with my answers and I told her if she had any more questions I'd be glad to answer them. I kissed her good night, made it down the stairs, when I heard her voice...."Mommy, I have one more question. How does the baby get in your stomach?"
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Uh, we'll talk about it tomorrow ok? "
"Will you remember?" she said.
"Yes, I'll remember! Good night!"

Is today "THE" day? Please pray for me. I do ask for the Lord's wisdom and words to handle this subject that I wasn't quite ready to talk about (maybe she gets her naivet`e from me?)

Any moms with experience out there? HELP!!!

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Tagged!

April 24, 2008
Did I ask to be tagged? Did you read my previous blog? HA HA
Here goes (from Distybug) 7 random facts about my childhood:

1. When I was in 5th grade, I played Ngana (the polynesian child ) in South Pacific. Yes, polynesian children have dark skin and dark hair. Yes, I had fair skin and blonde hair. My mother dyed my hair black....it turned green! Great memories! I still know the song I had to learn in French!!!!!!

2. I cracked my left elbow in 1st grade by turning a cartwheel in our yard, falling, and landing on a rock.

3. I broke my right wrist and forearm in 4th grade by wrecking my bicycle (which led to my mother being questioned by the doctor since I apparently "easily" break my arms?...DHR anyone?)

4. My older sister and I used to play "Charlie's Angels" by riding our go-cart through the neighborhood....(one of our favorite games!)

5. I always wanted long hair when I was little, only it wasn't going to happen. THIN, short hair is all I had (Abby is reliving this "dream/nightmare" with her short/thin hair and wanting long, lustrous locks!) My granny would clip a towel on my head so I could pretend I had long hair. I would wear it all day long, swing it over my shoulder, climb the tree in her front yard like I was something! I miss her!

6. In 1st grade I got in "trouble" when my teacher left the room and I went to the front of the class to lead all the students in "cheers". (Did you all know that I was a cheerleader, and now Abby is on a competitive cheerleading squad? Maybe she's more like me than I realized!)

7. My lips stayed chapped all the time when I was young. My mother saw me waiting for the bus one cold day. I was licking my lips in the cold wind. No wonder they were chapped all the time! She told me to stop, the chapped lips got better. (I am still addicted to chapstick though!)

I tag ANYONE who reads this blog! You have NO choice! You can NOT unsubscribe! ha ha

Thursday, April 17, 2008

I didn't subscribe dad' blast it!

April 17, 2008
I am in full vent mode! Since last week I have been getting TONS of "junk" e-mail. It really irritates me (and I mean with a capital I in IRRITATE) when I go to check my e-mail and I have 37 incoming messages and only about 3 real e-mails! In extremely tiny print at the BOTTOM
of the page is the blasted little message (you've all seen it)... if you would like to stop receiving our e-mails, please click here to unsubscribe. When did I subscribe????????? I don't want to "unsubscribe" if I don't want something....I want to subscribe if I DO want something!!!! Anybody out there feeling my pain? You start a petition-I'll sign it.....a protest-I'll march....anything to STOP having to unsubscribe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, April 14, 2008

Borrowing a blog....

April 14, 2008

I recently read a friend's blog "10 reasons why this day stinks!" (Everybody know who I'm talking about ?) I read it, laughed, and commented "Oh, we all have those days." Today was my day-so here's my list:
1. Scott was sick in bed (I hate it when someone in my family is sick-especially if it's me!)
2. We were out of "fresh" donuts for Abby's breakfast (don't even give me a lecture on healthy food choices)
3. It's April-I should be wearing cute spring clothes NOT trying to find something warm that will fit me!
4. I have a HUGE zit on my chin-and it hurts!
5. Abby has a project at school that needs shoeboxes. The shoeboxes we got out last night are apparently too small...only she didn't tell me that LAST NIGHT-she waited until this morning-right before we were getting ready to leave!
6. Abby was trying to carry 3 shoeboxes, stale broken donuts, a lunchbox, backpack, a bag of dry cereal (to make up for the stale donuts) down the stairs all at one time....and fell...and DROPPED the 3 shoeboxes, stale broken donuts (now broken even more), and began to cry when I began to yell "Why are you carrying all that at one time? Why is some of this stuff not already in the car?"
7. We were late for school ...which meant I missed Monday morning prayer...and I really needed it!!!!
8. My pants (that I picked out at the last minute) are too short and look AWFUL (only I didn't realize it until I looked in the mirror at school!)
9. I took my kids out to recess (in the cold) when it began to rain (of course!)
10. I wanted some mashed potatoes for supper...I turned the stove down too low...then mixed them, and apparently they were too cold...now I have cold, potato soup...HONESTLY-how do you mess up mashed potatoes??????????????

and #11-(just for Reformed Grits...my laundry baskets are no longer empty!)

Seriously, I'm not "looking at the half-empty glass"....this was just one of those Mondays!
Now here's the good news: I only have 4 more Mondays until I am home for good and summer starts! Hallelujah! I am very thankful for Lamentations 3:21-23(another one of my favorite verses)
"Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope; Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is thy faithfulness!"
Can't wait for Tuesday!

PS...I must let you know that we are watching America's Funniest Home Videos and having a great time laughing....Could it be Tuesday already?

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

The Goodness of God!

April 9, 2008
Do you ever get truly awed and amazed at how good God is? How he answers specific prayers? How very personal He is? This past week God has just "showed off" for us. I am not returning to work next year so I can stay home with our precious new baby. We didn't know how it was going to work out, but we were just trusting God. He did an AWESOME work in our finances at just the right time. Coincidence? I think not. The only other big thing that was bothering me was the baby's due date (Aug. 7). I was so anxious because Abby was due Aug. 6 and wasn't born until the 17th. I just kept telling God (like He didn't know) but Abby needs some time with the baby before school starts, I don't want to have to worry about the stress of starting school and the timing of the new baby, etc..... Today I find out that school will NOT start until August 25 (2weeks later than planned...oops-I don't know if this is "public" information yet-so you DIDN't hear it from me:) Coincidence? I think not. Now whether Alivia ( for those of you who don't know her name is Alivia Scott...Livi for short!) is born "on time" or "late", we still get family bonding time without the worry of school! Look, God can part the Red Sea, but He can also answer prayers that are very personal, very real, and may seem very small. That's what amazes me about our God. HE CARES...and He is sovereign and knows what's best for us even when we don't trust Him. I love it when He "shows off!" :)

Psalm 139 is my favorite scripture...may it encourage you today!